It sure looked like they had practice."I shook my head. "Sometimes sex is passionate and sometimes leisurely and loving and sometimes just recreationa...l. That was the way we were feeling that day. Ok. That's the whole story. Satisfied?"They shared a look. "Well, there is the one more thing." I looked dubiously at them. Rachel took the bit, "We want to see it again." It?" Yeah, it. Your thing."I shook my head, "No way."Victoria put her hands on her hips, "You promised." I didn't promise to take. I could smell his cock, the musky scent of his balls, it filled my senses. When his mouth left my nipple my frustration showed. Suddenly his teeth clamped onto my other nipple and I screamed again. His mouth didn’t give me a chance, as it suckled, I felt a finger lightly glide across my pussy lips. My back arched so quickly that his finger slid an inch into my pussy before he had a chance to react. It moved to my clit, softly circling the nub without actually touching it. My hips started to. Instead he asked for details. As I explained to him how the two frat boys took me back to their room and took turns fucking me. I could see Sam’s cock growing and hardening. I told him how the two frat boys traded off putting their dicks in my mouth and pussy. Sam got between my legs and licked me while I told him how they fucked me. Each time I would stop he would look up and tell me to continue. We had a great fuck that night better than we had in a while. After we were finished I asked Sam. The job we were on was for Dorothy. A refurb of her home. Dorothy was your typical grandmother. She always had tea and coffee for us when we got there, biscuits on a tray and fancies in the afternoon. She was a large lady in every sense of the word, large tits, large belly, large thighs.It was over coffee one day Eddie said to me, when Dorothy was well within earshot,“I don’t know about you young un’ but I bet Dorothy still has a good tune left in her” I was too embarrassed to even look up.